Sri gurubhyo namaha.
Hello there readers! It's been a while...quite a while, really. I know.
Snow is so magical. Its not pompous, like the rain, arriving with much fanfare...loud claps of thunder, the dark ominous and over bearing clouds. A light display with a psychedelic flash here and a dazzle there. No. Snow is more cultured. A lady.
She arrives so silently. Not only not making any noise herself, but even going so far as to soften the clamour of every day life. Snowflakes, snow flakes - lighter than the feathers in a new born angels wing. Each flake, a structure so perfect and echoing the Crystal, reveal worlds inside worlds. Each of them perfect.
The familiar suddenly becomes filled with mystery. A sense of deep calm and a stilling of time. A back garden here becomes a winter wonderland, and the way to the bus becomes Alice's pipe dream! The light gets peculiar and the nights feel whiter. And there is twinkle, twinkle everywhere. Ah, snow. Wonderful Snow.
Without any further meandering..............
Here's wishing you and yours a very Happy Christmas and a peaceful New Year!! May it bring you ever closer to your Self.
An adventure set in the lofty heights (and dangerous depths)of Hindu thought. Insider tips? Relax, dissolve your preconcieved notions & get chanting.And by the way, dont believe all that you hear! A rudimentary knowledge of Sanskrit, Tamil and a fleeting accquaintance with the puranas and other such texts might come in handy. Wisdom takes courage.
